"Troddie! Your cloak!" Belinda smirked as she realized Trodemus had jumped out of bed so quickly he'd forgotten he was naked. She held the covers close to her own naked body and jumped out of bed to grab Trodemus' cloak from a nearby coat hanger.
"Worry not Belinda! Trodemus will do it." With that the Prophet of Doom waved his hand and the cloak was telekinetically lifted from the hanger and floated to it's place on his body. Enveloped by his trademark black cloak, Trodemus was ready to do battle with the giant Stardust! Belinda giggled at seeing her man all naked and still unafraid to take charge! No doubt there would be a bedroom scene to follow that their reality show could not film yet again!
"Stardust! Why do you disturb Trodemus of Doom in his home, and what do you hope to accomplish by ripping it apart?!?"
The huge hand of Stardust finished ripping off the roof and appeared to set it aside on the ground. Now the full gigantic head of Stardust was visible, including his frilly reddish-orange bush that passed for hair! He smiled a great smile and then spoke.
25"Trodemus! What a beautiful man you are...when you have no clothes! A perfect form to play dress up with! My mind races with all the possibilities!" He then inhaled a great big breath and giggled.
"Answer me, Stardust! What are you doing here and how did you get so large?!?"
"Oh Trodemus. I'm the proprietor of this Pitt, which means I'm all-powerful here! I can just blow myself up anytime I feel like it! Figured it was a great way to let you know I mean business about you paying me for the Psychic Parlor of Doom! It's been a week since I let you know, and you've had plenty of time to worry about your finances in general with the "haunting" I put you through! I'm here to inform you it's time to pay up or you're out of here!"
"Pay for what?" Trodemus scowled up at Stardust. "You just knocked thousands of dollars off this place by removing the roof! What kind of landlord are you?"
"Ooo NO NO NO!" The booming voice of Stardust was loud yet at the same time a deep whisper. "I am NOT a landlord! I prefer SOLE PROPRIETOR! Such a beautiful title!" He then cocked his huge head sideways and sucked in what seemed like all the air from the sky! He then exhaled and caused a powerful wind that shook the entire psychic parlor! Belinda and Trodemus ran for cover downstairs as the rest of their bedroom and the entire second floor flew apart! Belinda screamed as Trodemus grabbed her by her plump arm and pulled her down the stairs. The wind continued and the walls of the first floor began to shake.
"Bah! The damned fool is destroying the Psychic Parlor! Hurry Belinda! We have to get out!"
Trodemus and his Cherished Chubby made it out the front door mere moments before what remained of the Psychic Parlor was blown off the ground it rested on and off into the air! Trodemus and Belinda huddled together on the ground as the giant Stardust walked over to them...
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are (C) 2017 Joshua Dyson & Crevice CreationsAll characters appearing in this work
are fictitious. Any resemblance to real
persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental
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